My Dying Bride - The Sexuality Of Bereavement lyrics

rate me

In soothe I lend a gracious ear

Your sobbing, somehow sexual

Come to my bosom. The help I bring

Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thing

Oh, cruel love, when held by you

My sanity does fly

You lie there mourning with looks of desire

'T is beauty when you cry

Drink my grievingg love

Desire and wine go well

Sleep, I'll watch over you

Relief? Time will tell

Secrecy fosters passion

You stay untouched

I know you are alone

With peace I care much